Like Woah

(album: The Incredible True Story - 2015)

Aye, this that shit
I'm looking at you 6ix
I've been feeling like a

I've been feeling like a motherfucking postman
Sending letters to the people
All this knowledge that I got, I'm like an old man
Hold up, wait now oh man!
Let me back up in this bitch
I'm platinum in this bitch, I'm rapping in this bitch
Running the game, yeah I've been lapping in this bitch
You know it's alright
Fuck around and they all might
Look at a brother different, I've been at it all night
I think I said it but I know I do it, this for everybody going through it

Like whoa
Through it like whoa
Through it like whoa
Going through it like whoa
You already know
You already know
Gotta get it like whoa
In this bitch like whoa
Get it like, like, like whoa
Let's go
Uh, I'ma get it like whoa

Back up in this motherfucker living like a goddamn king
Tell me money ain't a thing now
30 thousand feet above the world right next to the wing
Too high to hear the birds sing now
All around the world and back again it's finally happening
I'm lapping in this luxury by napping in a big ass house
Chilling with my homies on the West side, West side
Bringing out my best side
I was on the road for like a quarter I was in and out the border
From London to Paris, yes it's very extraordinary
Fuck around and took the bus and a ferry
Should've seen the itinerary, then we made it back home like whoa
Tell me how you're feeling, higher than the ceiling
I know I've been illing
Probably wonder where I'm at, bitch I've been chilling
Why they grillin'? Yeah I'm still in like I never left
They know I had to go but then I brought it right back

Like whoa
Do it like whoa
Do it like whoa
Going through it like whoa
You already know
You already know
Gotta get it like whoa
In this bitch like whoa
Get it like, like, like whoa
Let's go
Uh, I'ma get it like whoa

I get so high they wonder why no I can't go away
I gotta hold my own, know that's the only way
I've been vibing, let me guide em, I said I gotta know
I've been riding for so long I think that it's time to go
Feeling like an addict that ain't had it, up and at it in a minute
If it hadn't been invented, my limit wouldn't be infinite
I'm feeling like an infant in a womb
I'ma be here 'til the tomb
Lately I've been in my room
Looking and looking at records on the wall
Hold up

Like whoa

[William Kai:]
Yeah I hope we make it to fucking paradise and not die on the way there, motherfucker